Me: Ashley, we’re out for a walk! We’re not out for a “stand and stare at a squirrel”!
Ashley:

Ashley has been hearing about the Fightin’ Ball training that Tanuki has been doing, and has been keeping her eye out for the essential equipment. Today, she found it. #dogsofmastodon
I figure the marks showing healed damage to the trunk of this sycamore tell us how deep the water gets when the Sangamon River floods. Photo taken yesterday while walking the dog at the Heron View Forest Preserve. #thicktrunktuesday
I’ve been training in longsword for almost a full year now—I just looked and saw that my first two classes were in the last week of March last year—and I’d gotten kind of discouraged. I did okay the first few weeks, but then plateaued. For months I felt like I was making no progress at all. Finally, on Thursday, I felt like I had taken a step forward.
I’ve come up with training-at-home plans a couple of times in the past year, thinking that I need to work out my Meyer stance (very low lunge, with the front thigh almost parallel to the ground), and of course my cuts. (This pictures shows me doing a zwerchhau, and the cut looks pretty okay, although the stance isn’t nearly low enough.) That is, I’d come up with the plans, but I largely hadn’t followed through. Today, with the encouragement of having done okay on Thursday, I got out with my sword and spent a while working on low stance, Meyer square cuts, and zwerchhaus.
Several members have done a “bear pit” for their birthdays: The birthday boy faces everyone in the group for a pass or three, one after another. The exact details vary, but the idea is to pick some metric (passes or opponents) and do enough to hit your age. I’ll turn 65 in mid-June, and I’d like to be able to carry on the tradition. I think I’m within striking distance on the basic fitness. (I was doing 2-hour runs at the end of last summer, and my last run was 1 hour 14 minute.) But it wouldn’t be much fun to face opponent after opponent and get beat every time, so I’m pleased to finally feel like I’m making some progress.
If you’re local, and you think swords are cool (and who doesn’t?), you might check out our group: Tempered Mettle Historical Fencing.
My brother, @author_sdbrewer, tells me this is a mlem, as opposed to a blep. #dogsofmastodon
Forty-five minutes after getting her toy, Ashley struck stuffing. Five minutes later, the stuffie is completely disemboweled. #dogsofmastodon
We are just home from Ashley’s class on loose-leash walking. It was graduation, so we got to pick out a toy for her. Jackie said she hesitated to get a stuffie, because Ashley destroys them so quickly. The teacher said, “But does she like them?”
Bitter cold here today, and I felt bad making Ashley wait while I got a picture. But when I tried to take her home, she decided she would rather do some zoomies in the dog park, so I retroactively didn’t feel so bad after all. #dogsofmastodon
Heading out for her evening walk last night, the dog saw one of the neighbor dogs that she likes to tussle with, and lunged that way. I didn’t let her get loose, but the leash did twist my pinky, which is now all sore and swollen. (The swelling even spread to my ring finger, so I took my Oura ring off, just in case. But it fits okay on my left hand, so I haven’t had to quit wearing it.)
I’m managing the injury okay with rest and ice (and drinking some collagen), but I fear I’m going to have to miss my HEMA class this evening: My hand isn’t up to swinging a sword.